Chapter 160: The East Wind Blows, the War Drums Beat (6)
The Donghu army gathered on the border of Yan State, the King of Yan was reluctant to open the pass to attack Zhao State to occupy the city, the leaders of the tribes complained, fortunately, every day the wine and food continued, and the King of Yan carefully selected dozens of beautiful Yan women for the pleasure of the leaders of the tribes.
"King, it's not a way to go on like this, the daily consumption of the Donghu army is too great." Yan is a vast country with sparse population, and there is naturally no shortage of food, but now there are 200,000 more people at once, and it will inevitably be tight in the long run.
King Yan nodded, "How can the widow not know that the previous battle was too light on the enemy, and the guide was defeated, this time we must defeat the main force of the Zhao army in one fell swoop, otherwise there will be endless troubles." β
"The last general thought that when he sent troops to attack and harass, he forced the army of Zhao to gather under the city of our army, so that the power of the Donghu army could be brought into play."
"Divide your forces and disturb them!" King Yan shook his head again and again, "Our army is defeated, according to common sense, we must hold on to the city, if we take the initiative to attack, Zhao Kuo will definitely be suspicious." β
"The king can scatter the people and horses, and loot the places where the people of Qi gather along the way, and now the people of Qi regard King Zhao as a savior, and if something happens, he will definitely go to ask for help, and Zhao Kuo will definitely send troops if he wants to recover the hearts of the people."
"It's a good idea, it's up to you."
"The king can rest assured that he will do it properly."
The connection between Qi and Yan is long and narrow, and the border guards cannot be completely defended, and the place where the city is built is only to block the main road to the city, and there are still many villages on the periphery that cannot be taken into account.
In the night, a team of Yan cavalry gathered, a team of 100 people led by a centurion, the main general explained, the camp quickly divided, and the three teams quickly disappeared.
The village was silent, and after the cultivation was completed, he rested early, and suddenly a sound of horses' hooves approached, and the door of the house was quickly pushed open, and the faces of the people suddenly changed, "Hide quickly." β
In the past, the old man hurriedly called his family up, the old woman quickly moved open a dilapidated cabinet, the woman jumped directly without hesitation, in the past, there were often bandits or border soldiers to attack and disturb so there was a precaution, it doesn't matter if things are snatched away, the most worrying thing is that the daughter who has just become an adult is humiliated.
"Come out, or burn the house."
The cavalry shouted loudly, and the villagers walked out tremblingly, but there were only a few dozen families in the village, and most of them were old and weak women and children who came out of it, supporting each other and gathering together, their eyes revealing fear, and they couldn't figure out what these uninvited guests were going to do for a while.
"Hand over all the food sent by the Zhao people, who dares to hide it privately and let him see the king of Hades directly."
The leader shook the sword in his hand, and the villagers bowed their heads and said nothing, food is life, if it can, no one wants to take it out, and the taste of starvation is no longer wanted.
"They're all deaf, hurry up."
"It's not that you don't pay, it's that you don't."
An old man spoke, judging from his age and identity, he should have a high status in the village, and the man urged the horse to approach, and snorted coldly, "No? β
"It's gone, it's gone."
"That's easy." A sneer appeared at the corner of the Yan army's leader's mouth, these people are cheap bones, they don't cry when they don't see the coffin, the long sword in their hands suddenly moved forward, and stabbed into the old man's chest with a pop.
The poor old man was too old to let out a cry and fell down, "Grandpa." β
The child's hands shook vigorously, no matter how he cried, the grandfather who usually hurt him the most could never wake up, and the young child could not read the meaning of death.
Farewell, the living hurt.
"I've seen it all, this is the consequence, don't think that you can live a good life by relying on Zhao Ren, Zhao Ren will leave sooner or later."
The soldiers on the periphery have drawn out their swords, the villagers have no choice, they have to take out the food stored at home, with reluctance, their hands are tightly clenched, the soldiers stepped forward, one arm force, the usual training arm strength is amazing, I don't want to be able to snatch the grain bag from the old man's hand twice, suddenly angry, flying up and kicking the old man's heart.
The old man screamed and fell backwards, and his hand was released at the same time, "The old immortal is in the way." β
"Head, almost."
The man sneered, "Just come here and burn down the house for me." β
"You can't burn it, it's our home."
The villagers tried to stop, the cavalry launched one after another, the speed was amazing, the mouth shouted and threw the torches in their hands on the roof, the houses where the villagers lived were all made of grass and mud, and when they caught fire, the smoke was bursting, the crying was non-stop, some people rushed to the house quickly, and some people simply knelt there, and used their cries to complain about the atrocities of the Yan army.
"Let's go!"
The grain bag grabbed the cavalry and left quickly, the fire gradually broke out, someone rushed in quickly, moved things and released the family members who were hiding inside, once the fire could not be controlled, the consequences were unimaginable.
"Who set the fire."
"Bolt, stop shouting, go and see your father, I'm afraid it won't work."
"Ahh
Regardless of fighting the fire, he ran straight to the gathering place of the crowd, the old man was hit in the chest by a long sword and had already lost his breath, and the villagers of the same age stood aside and wept secretly, they should have spent the rest of their lives on their knees, and they didn't want to be like this.
"Daddy." The bolt knelt there and cried, and the child next to him grabbed the corner of his father's clothes with tears in his eyes, "Grandpa, I want grandpa." β
"Grandpa went, he was killed by those wicked people who should have been killed by God, and he must avenge his grandfather."
The village was on fire, and the faces with resentment were reflected in the firelight, as a Qi person, the Zhao people gave hope to get food, and now all hope is destroyed in the hands of the Yan people, the house is gone, the food is gone, and several villagers who rushed into the fire to try to put out the fire were also out of breath when they were found.
"Avenge the dead."
"Go to the king, you will definitely make decisions for us!"
"Don't forget that we are always Qi people." The State of Qi died, and at that moment everyone lost their support, even if King Zhao was benevolent, but some things may not be managed.
"What's wrong with the Qi people, didn't you say that you don't distinguish each other, the bolt will go to Jimo, if you don't care about it, you will admit it."
"Brother Bolt, let's go with you."
"Okay."
"Take this with you." Someone took out the only remaining dry food and stuffed it to a few people, and it took a few days to travel back and forth, and the bolt hesitated, stuffed a piece for his son, and only took a piece for himself, "The rest is left for the villagers, waiting for us to come back." β
The fires on the border of Qi kept rising, and the three teams of cavalry attacked more than ten villages overnight, and did not return until dawn, grabbing many supplies.
The group of people strode to Jimo, and the villages along the way were clearly visible, and the villagers were all indignant, and the number of people joining the petition camp continued to increase.
"I just hate that I didn't follow everyone to join the army that day."
"It's not too late now, as long as the king agrees, he won't go back this time, and join the Zhao army to avenge the dead villagers."
"Yes, revenge, if the Yan people are not removed, they will definitely not have a good life."
Qi and Yan have been resentful for a long time, the border land has suffered from the attack of the Yan army, the king of Qi did not pay attention to political affairs during his reign, Qian Feng was bent on fighting with Zhao, and as long as the border land did not involve the fortress, he also turned a blind eye.
Jimo City, Zhao Kuo walked a few steps quickly to the front, "Sixth son." β
"Hey."
Liu Liu agreed, the brothers met very cordially, Bai Ying and the others stepped forward at the same time, "How did you make it like this?" β
"It's hard to put into words!" Liu Liu will tell all kinds of details about what happened along the way, and he has been running for more than ten days without sleep, which is admirable.
"What is the situation in the Qin State?"
"The civil strife has not subsided, LΓΌ Buwei's army has remained unmoved, and the rebels on the periphery have also gathered near Xianyang City, and there is a great tendency to conquer Xianyang in one fell swoop."
Zhao Kuo nodded, "Waiting for work, Lu Buwei must use elite troops to quell the chaos in one fell swoop, so as to avoid being taken advantage of by others." Zhao Kuo broke down LΓΌ Buwei's intentions in one sentence, and his judgment was completely based on realistic reasoning, civil strife arose, and those in power must be eager to quell the chaos and prevent the situation from deteriorating further.
"The king, since this is the case, simply wave his army south to capture Hangu Pass, and then threaten Xianyang."
"No, General Lei's revenge has not been avenged." The person who spoke was Zhang He, Lei Mengzhong planned to kill Zhang He's heart was the most painful, many years of brotherhood, and now the army gathered and refused to attack Yan was dissatisfied, but because of Zhao Kuo's might, he didn't dare to mess around, if he was raising troops to fight with Qin, when would he be able to take revenge.
"Brother Lei, him!"
Liu Liu's face was surprised, and Zhang He sighed, "I was killed by the Yan people." β
"General Zhang rest assured, General Lei's death is also heartbroken, and he has been reluctant to send troops to attack Yan It is precisely the Qin State in the rear that is worried, and now the internal turmoil in Qin has not disappeared, so he simply raised troops to destroy Yan."
"Good!"
Liu Liu's news is very important, and it can even affect Zhao Kuo's decision-making, as a decision-maker, you can't be negligent in the slightest, otherwise it will bring a catastrophe, and years of hard work will also be in vain.